The fragrance Of
Honeysuckles lingering
In the air
Branches of trees
Swaying as if
They're clapping
Without care
It seems as thou
Earth's renewal
Is cetainly
Happening
Just Everywhere
There's hope, joy
and love to share
A display of Gratitude
Beyond compare
Yes
Its simply Spring
My Dear
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